Li Qinglin took it and saw that the canned box contained yellow grease. He used a bayonet to pluck it, and there were some fibers mixed in it.

Li Qinglin placed the box on the ground, threw a match in, and a blue flame emerged. Li Qinglin smiled and said to Xiao Liuzi: "We mainly burn wheat grass in the north. When burning, the smoke and dust are very bright, and the target is most likely to be exposed. This thing is the Japanese field fuel. It has a lot of heat when burning and is basically smoke-free, so it is suitable for long-distance raid troops."

Li Qinglin pointed to the food and said to the soldiers: "The Japanese set out from Puyang. For so many days, they either marched or fought. Logistics supply mainly relies on airdrops in aircraft, and they also replenished weapons and ammunition. They rely on these foods to support them until now. Do you know where the gap between us and the Japanese? In addition to the gap in weapons, the most important thing is the gap between spirit and will."

The soldiers watching nodded and said yes.

Bringing the spoils with them, the fifth company continued to chase northward. The northward, the more corpses there were on the roadside, most of which were the corpses of the national army.

The sun is rising very high and the temperature is rising.

At the end of May, the Central Plains were already very hot, and the troops were marching urgently, and everyone was sweating profusely. The dust on the road was very thick, and the dust raised fell on people's bodies and faces. After being washed away by sweat, everyone became a flower-faced cat.

The fifth company was rushing forward, and suddenly dust flew in front of him. It turned out that a wave of defeated troops from the national army was rushing towards him.

The troops won the battle and fled, and Li Qinglin couldn't help but feel angry.

"Prepare for the battle!" Li Qinglin drew his pistol and ordered.

With Li Qinglin's order, the officers and soldiers of the Fifth Company quickly dispersed in combat formations and blocked the road of the defeated soldiers.

The defeated soldiers were getting closer and closer. Li Qinglin raised his hand and pulled the trigger in the air, "Bang bang bang...", and a shuttle of bullets fired out.

When they heard the gunshots, all the defeated soldiers stopped. There were about twenty of these defeated soldiers, and they all ran out of breath. Most of them lost their weapons, and some even ran away their hats and shoes.

Li Qinglin suppressed his anger and walked forward, shouting with a dark face: "Who dares to escape again, shoot him immediately!"

Everyone in the fifth company was aiming at the gun. Facing the black muzzle around, the defeated soldiers shrank their heads and dared not speak.

Li Qinglin then asked, "Who is the chief here?"

A sergeant was pushed out. It turned out that he was the squad leader. Judging from the symbol on his chest, his name was Wang Xingfu.

"Why are you running away?" Li Qinglin asked.

"Report to the commander, the Japanese in front are so powerful. Our company commander and platoon leader were all beaten to death!" Squad leader Wang Xingfu saluted and said timidly.

"The Japanese have artillery?" At this time, ordinary troops were afraid of the Japanese artillery, so Li Qinglin asked.

"No." Wang Xingfu replied.

"How many of them are there?" Li Qinglin asked.

"I don't know." Wang Xingfu replied.

Li Qinglin was so angry that he said, "You bad soldiers, don't know how many enemies you have, don't know what weapons you have, and you run away without knowing anything. What kind of bird battle are you fighting? Are you too brave?"

"Sir, the Japanese have sharpshooters, but they will hit every shot. Our company commander and platoon leader were killed by them." Wang Xingfu said anxiously.

"There is a sharpshooter? I need to see this carefully. You are leading the way and we will meet him." Li Qinglin ordered.

The words "Sharpshooter" attracted everyone's attention. Li Qinglin ordered the troops to slow down and search for progress.

After walking for about forty minutes, a small hill appeared in front of me. The hills were not high, covered with thatch and several sparse trees. The road under my feet passed through the middle of the hills.

As soon as Wang Xingfu saw Shangang, he nervously grabbed Li Qinglin's arm and said, "Sir, the Japanese sharpshooter lies on the hill."

There was about a thousand meters away from the hill. Li Qinglin ordered the troops to suspend concealment and took a telescope to carefully observe the situation on the hill.

A stream of dust suddenly rose beside Li Qinglin, "Eight Hooks!", followed by a crisp and special gunfire from the 38th Style.

The guns arrived first and the gunshots arrived later. The Japanese clearly aimed at him and fired at him! The bullet just now hit not far away, and Li Qinglin couldn't help but feel scared and sweated.

It is a thousand meters away from the hills, and the Japanese can fight almost 100% of them, which means there are very high-level snipers on the mountain.

This sniper must be killed!

If the Japanese can find themselves correctly, something must have exposed their location. Li Qinglin looked at the sun in the air, then looked at the telescope in his hand, and judged that the telescope must have attracted the Japanese.

Li Qinglin changed into a concave and concealed his body, and called four platoon leaders to arrange a plan to eliminate the enemy.

During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Japanese army and our army actually did not have snipers in a complete sense. Both the enemy and us had examples of using sniper rifles on the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War, but these people were often regarded as shooters to snipe important targets on the battlefield, and their role was equivalent to special shooters in the army. Others, such as designated snipers, patrol and hunting, non-hard equipment damage, observation and alerting with the team, did very little, so these people could only be considered soldiers who use simple sniper rifles and have relatively accurate marksmanship.

If you only observe with the naked eye, a target like the human body can only see the outlines of the enemy and weapons outside five hundred meters away, and the color of the clothing can be distinguished under good light. When the distance is seven or eight hundred meters, the target of the human body is a small black dot, which can only be distinguished whether it is standing or walking.

When using mechanical sights, even if the range of the rifle can reach this distance, the shooter wants to aim and shoot the target with only the naked eye, which is an impossible task.

On the battlefield of the Battle of Shanghai, the Japanese army used a large number of modified sniper rifles with two-point five-magnification optical scopes. This rifle has a precise range of 600 meters and a maximum range of more than 3,000 meters.

Japanese shooters are all very willing, and they often carry out sniping activities with a determination to die. Many people can lurk in the same place for up to a week to wait for targets suitable for hunting.

The officers and soldiers of the Chinese army lacked well-trained snipers, and most soldiers were relatively low in quality, so they were often shot and killed by the enemy before they could find their opponents in their position. Therefore, the Japanese shooters achieved amazing results in the Chinese battlefield in the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japan.

In the era of single-shot bolt-action rifles, it was daunting to have rifles equipped with simple optical sights. A shooting shooter with precise and calm shooting is a fearsome figure on the battlefield. They generally choose enemy commanders, machine gun shooters and artillery who have the value of shooting, and conduct precise shooting from distances and angles that seemed incredible at the time.

Accurate shooting makes the opponent often have nowhere to hide, which is a great psychological pressure on the enemy, and snipers can often exchange great victory for the smallest price.

The best way to deal with the blocker is another sniper, but Li Qinglin didn’t even have a sniper rifle in five sniper rifles. Where did the sniper come from?
Chapter completed!